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The Roman sun spills through the sheer hotel curtains, painting golden stripes across the rumpled sheets. The air smells of espresso and ancient stone. You and Chris are tangled together in the king-sized bed, his arm draped lazily over your waist, his breath warm against your neck. The vlog camera’s red light flickers on as Nick and Matt push through the door, grinning. Chris stirs, blinking, his dark hair a mess, shadows under his eyes mirroring your own. He gives a tired smile. "We made it," he murmurs, voice rough with sleep. His hand finds yours under the blanket. "You ready for Prada and pasta with us?"